Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

in the screen.

Confucius looked at Lin Yi and said, "Since Mr. Lin has chosen this path, will Mr. Lin give up because of difficulties and obstacles?"

When Confucius asked, Ji Dong immediately understood.

He will not.

Of course the master will not.

Ji Dong looked at Confucius, shook his head and said, "No."

Confucius nodded with a smile.

"Yu won't either."

"Even if he travels to all the countries, Qiu will not give up."

Confucius looked up at the pine tree, and the sunlight in the leaves fell into his eyes.

"Confucius' wish has not been fulfilled, and his footsteps will not stop no matter what."

Lin Yi nodded. Confucius is worthy of being a sage of a generation. Talking to Confucius taught him a lot.

Ji Dong looked at Confucius under the tree with a respectful attitude.

"What is Master's wish?"

Confucius looked down at Ji Dong, frowning slightly.

He pondered for a long time, and then said: "Ren."

One word is the summary of Confucius' thought by later generations, and it is also Confucius' own summary of his own thought.

"What is benevolence?"

Confucius stood up from under the tree, the hem of his clothes was still stained with fallen leaves, and the wind blew up the broken hair on his sideburns, making Confucius look a bit vicissitudes.

He faced the wind and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ji Dong also stood up and looked at the saint.

Confucius watched the people coming and going at the city gate in front of him, and he spoke.

"Benevolence."

"What is benevolence?"

"Love is benevolence."

"Government with morality is benevolence."

"It is benevolence to teach without discrimination."

"Self-restraint and return to courtesy is benevolence!"

"The greatest wish of Confucius in this life is to make the world return to benevolence!"

Confucius turned around and looked at Ji Dong with a firm look on his face.

He is ready to use this life to realize this wish!
The audience looked at the firmness on the Master's face, and felt a little emotional in their hearts.

"Master is worthy of being a saint. He has been fighting for his ideals all his life. Such a person is indeed a role model for my generation!"

"However, when I think of the fact that Master has not realized this ideal in his whole life, it is inevitable that I still feel a little emotional."

"Master has been away from the state of Lu for 14 years, and he has traveled so many places. Few people are willing to accept his thoughts. Thinking about it this way, I just feel that Master is really difficult."

"Actually, from a certain point of view, Hyundai has realized the Master's ideal."

"What I said earlier makes sense. Although Master's thinking has been changed in later generations, the core of benevolence is still there. We have been using it for so many years. The modern age is actually a bit what Master expected."

"Thinking about it this way, many thoughts now are actually inseparable from the Master!"

in the screen.

Confucius and Ji Dong stood face to face.

Confucius took a step forward and looked at Ji Dong.

"Since Mr. Lin is from a later life, dare to ask this later life"

"Ren or not?"

Confucius asked the last two words lightly, with some uncertainty and expectation.

He has nothing to desire in this life, only to realize his ideal.

Let the world return to benevolence.

He wondered if the afterlife was what he thought.

Lin Yi smiled slightly and looked at Confucius with a serious expression.

"Master, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

After Ji Dong finished speaking, the barrage instantly became excited.

"Damn it, do you want to bring the master here? Where is it?! I'm going to see the master!"

"Let the master come! Let him read, we are all reading his books! We are all Confucianism in our bones!"

"Excited! Where are you going this time? I want to see my master!"

"Master has come to the afterlife, do you think I have seen Master!"

"My blood is getting excited! When I think of Master coming to this world, I can't help but burst into tears!"

In the mountain village elementary school, a pupil stood up excitedly, and he looked at the teacher with eyes full of hope.

"Teacher, will Master really come?"

The teacher nodded, then smiled and said to everyone: "Yes, the master is actually there all the time. When we are reading, the master is actually looking at us."

"Why is he looking at us when we are reading?"

The teacher was taken aback.

In fact, she didn't know why mentioning her master made her so excited.

But this question made her suddenly enlightened.

The teacher smiled and said, "Because, he is the teacher of all of us."

in the screen.

Confucius looked at Ji Dong with disbelief in his eyes.

"Lin Jun, can I really go to the afterlife?"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to hold Confucius' hand.

"nature."

Ji Dong took a step forward. Confucius looked at Ji Dong's back and found that everything around them was receding rapidly. Countless trees, pedestrians, and city walls were receding rapidly and constantly changing.

A huge wind blows from the front, but gently blows past the two of them.

Confucius slightly raised his sleeves to block the wind.

His eyes were full of hope, and he held Ji Dong's hand, trembling a little nervously.

What is the future like?
Not a moment later, the surrounding wind stopped.

Confucius opened his eyes, and saw a huge city wall in front of him.

The city wall is four feet high, and below it is an arched city wall hole. Countless square boxes and people pass through the city wall hole.

Above it is a magnificent and exquisite wall building, with red lanterns hanging on the eaves of the wall building, fluttering gently with the wind.

Confucius opened his mouth and looked at everything in front of him in amazement.

Everything here is beyond his cognition.

Confucius looked at Lin Yi and asked, "This, is this the future?"

Ji Dong nodded, looked at Confucius with a smile, and waited for Confucius to adapt to this era.

Confucius looked at it curiously, and then looked at the place where he stepped on, with a bit of regret in his eyes.

"How good are these bricks and stones, and they are actually used to pave the road?"

"Lin Jun, the future generations are so extravagant?"

"The wind of extravagance is a moth of politics, and it is not advisable."

Lin Yi smiled lightly and said, "Master, if the way is not smooth, the country will suffer. These expenses are normal investments, and they are not extravagant for today's country."

Confucius was taken aback for a moment, looking at the orderly streets and exquisite buildings on all sides, he trembled a little.

"Aren't these extravagant? Will they not burden the country?"

Lin Yi shook his head, Confucius slowly withdrew his shock, and then said, "It's because I didn't see it."

Lin Yi chuckled, pointing forward with his hands spread out.

"Master, let this junior take you to see the benevolence of future generations."

Confucius nodded and followed Lin Yi slowly.

Although Confucius was old, he could easily keep up with Ji Dong in this step, and he didn't look like an old man in his 50s at all.

"My love, this is the benevolence of a master."

"But in later generations, there are many differences in this lover."

"It can be loving family."

Lin Yi held Confucius' hand and walked forward slowly. As he walked, the sky around him gradually darkened. When he reached the city wall, it was completely dark.

When the lights first came on, the neon colors flickered frequently in the night.

Ji Dong turned around and looked back with Confucius.

Confucius looked back and saw a river channel formed by neon lights.

On both sides of the river, under the street lights, countless pedestrians walked slowly on the road.

Most of the people who walk on this road are families.

A little girl ran towards a man and a woman holding candied haws.

"Baby, slow down." The woman looked at the little girl with a smile, and reached out to catch her.

The little girl smiled and handed the candied haws to the woman's mouth.

"Mom, eat candied haws!"

The man pretended to be jealous and squatted next to the little girl.

"What about me, doesn't Dad have candied haws to eat?"

"Daddy eats too!"

The three smiled and looked at each other, happy and warm.

Four people passed by, including the young daughter holding her mother's hand, the father and son walking behind, the son's hand resting lightly on the back, supporting his father.

"Mom! Look over there!"

"Good-looking, really good-looking."

"Hey, little girl, do you eat candied haws?"

"I grew up, don't eat!"

The old father smiled and watched his son and daughter arguing.

"Who says she won't eat it, brat, go and buy it for my sister."

The son smiled, "Okay, okay!"